I was disappointed but I was hoping with all my might that she would be down soon enough. Right then I heard the shower upstairs. Was this a good sign... or a bad sign? I still did not know.I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I thought about leaving the door open but didn’t go that far. As I got out of the shower and dried myself off I paid particularly good attention to my cock. Of course it did not take long to get hard.I left the towel in the bathroom and walked naked back to my. Nancy fell onto her bed. I pushed her back up to the headboard and moved down between her legs. I plunged my face down into Nancy's hair bush. Nancy jumped and made a hoarse sqeal as I pulled apart her lower lips to taste her. Nancy struggled to stay still, her legs jerked as I put my tongue to work. She had had enough and pulled me up. I grabbed my cock and slid inside Nancy. She placed her hands on my face and looked into my eyes. Even in the darkness, I saw her disbelief and fear. We didn't. Finally, she sniffed and kissed me on the cheek and went out of my study. I had just wiped my eyes when the phone rang. It was the FBI on the other end, asking when would be a good time for them to return all of our personal possessions. I told them they could do it anytime but they were going to have to have someone do the filing since I was wounded and was unable to do it. The agent said they were sending along two of their office clerks to handle that and they should be arriving within the. I adjusted the tiny little lace skirt of my French maid outfit and as I did so my heels clicked expectantly against the linoleum. Placing my hands on the counter I stared long and hard at myself. I still couldn't figure out where the good girl version of me had run off too. She had apparently gone MIA for tonight and I was personally very okay with that. A shiver ran down my spine as I took in the hungry eyes staring back at me. My heart jumped into my throat...my husband was going to love.